Date: Sat, 24 Nov 2007 19:22:15 +0100
From: Chaim B. <bchaim@hotmail.com>
Subject: Working out, part 1 (M/t, 1st, oral, underw.)

Working out
Part 1
by Chaim (bchaim)
bchaim@hotmail.com
(M/t, 1st, oral, underw.)
ADULT-YOUTH

Amsterdam (the Netherlands), November 2007

The following story is totally fiction! It involves sexually explicit erotic
events between a teens and men.
If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is not
allowed to read the story, don't read on. It's up to you!
In the world of this story, the characters don't always use condoms. Make
sure you protect yourself from disease in the real world by always using a
condom.

English is not my mother tongue, sorry for any mistakes!
Reactions on this story are very welcome!
bchaim@hotmail.com

This work is copyrighted to the author; Chaim/bchaim © 2007. Please don't
remove my author information or make any changes to this story. You may post
this story freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of
commercial sites. You are the moral obligation to let me know if my story is
published somewhere. More stories by me at Nifty and ASSGM.
Thanks!
Chaim.

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Timothy		17
`Daddy' Anthony	24
Coach Jonathan	21
Young Alan		15
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Working out

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Part 1
Timothy and Anthony
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It was Timothy's second month at his new school, the `Rietveld
College'(Gerrit T. Rietveld (1888-1964) was a Dutch furniture designer and
architect) at the outskirts of Utrecht (the Netherlands), and he was pretty
full of himself by now. Timothy was still only seventeen, approaching
eighteen; young, strong and very ambitious. He was smart and already bored
with his schoolwork. What he really wanted to do, was to swim all the time.
As usual, Timothy got out of bed at 6 a.m. just as it got light and it
already felt like a good warm summer day. Timothy was as naked as the day he
was born, he stretched his muscles and flexed his compact body in front of
his mirror. Timothy had his usual morning semi-hard-on, and his teen cock
bobbed up and down in tune with his stretching. Timothy smiled and got
moving, he took a cold shower, took his black CK boxers and put them on. He
dressed into his black Adidas soccer shorts and a wide red T shirt, reading
`F.U.K.C.'. He had this breakfast alone because his little brother Simon and
his parents were still sleeping. He walked to school grounds and whistled a
rap of `Ali B' and walked on the rhythm.
Timothy went into the school gym and had his warming up; the smaller and
younger guys watched as Timothy pushed out his arms with weights, in a way
they could only dream of. Timothy liked that, he liked to show off and he
wanted to impress them.

Timothy had his own fantasies to live on; Timothy had only one actual gay
experience but he fantasized about gay sex all the time. He was afraid to
have gay sex in Utrecht and worried to be labeled being `Queer'. At a
certain point, three weeks ago, it became too much; he was tired of reading
gay stories on the web, jacking off in front of his computer. Timothy
thought he would try contacting one of these people out there. Timothy wrote
an e-mail to the guy named, Anthony. Anthony was very interested to meet
him, so they set up a appointment at his house in Amsterdam.
Timothy was very excited and extreme nervous. He went to Amsterdam by train
and walked to the address which Anthony gave him. Timothy told his parents
that he was staying at a swimming team friend's house.
Anthony heard the bell and opened the door of his apartment dressed only in
his grey cotton running-shorts. Timothy looked at Anthony and thought he was
a real good looking fellow in his twenties; Anthony had a firm muscular
chest and well built powerful arms, his little nipples jutting out from his
great pecs. There was blonde hair in between and on his chest muscles and a
darker snail trail went into his grey cotton running-shorts. Tufts of black
hair peeped out from his armpits. Wow, Timothy was impressed and admired
Anthony's powerful hairy body! Anthony grinned, his wide mouth were dimpling
his cheeks and his blue eyes were laughing at Timothy,
"Welcome!"

Timothy was a little disappointed when Anthony took a colorful tight T shirt
and covered his massive chest. Anthony took Timothy's shoulder and soon they
were sitting on the couch in Anthony's living room. They had a nice chat;
Timothy felt `a little boy' compared to Anthony and told him, babbling away,
"I hope I'm in good shape, I want to be like you one day; I go to school
every day early in the morning to do a heavy workout in the gym and in the
swimming pool; It is a sport complex next to our school building; I workout
to be the best of our swimming group."

Anthony was really interested and asked a lot of questions about his
schedules and his developments. Timothy asked Anthony after a while,
"What's your real name, how should I address you?"

"Oh my dear Timothy, for you it's Daddy Anthony, but you can call me Daddy
or Sir. It is good to show me some respect."
By this time Timothy's teen cock started grow inside his white tight Puma
boxers, pressing up the bulge of his wrinkled Armani jeans. Anthony knew
that this was exactly the moment that Timothy spotted his huge manly
erection in his grey running-shorts, he smiled knowingly to the young teen.
Timothy's eyes wandered over Anthony's muscled body and stayed focused on
his prominent man cock in his running-shorts. Timothy's breathing became
excited, Anthony could almost hear the boy's heart pounding inside his teen
chest.
Timothy looked up at his new friend, and his eyes went back to his prominent
cock. Anthony thought the boy realized what he was doing, after all they met
on a gay chat channel. Timothy looked back at his Anthony's face with a
guilty look on his now red face, he was aware of the little drips of sweat
on his forehead. Anthony smiled at him and lowered slowly the waistband of
his grey running-shorts. He took his time to show the teen-boy his white
Speedo Sport-Support briefs, the prominent outline of his hard man cock.

"It's okay to look, my boy, I can see it in your eyes, oh yeah, you like
what you see,"
Anthony said with a huge smile on his handsome face, and he lowered his grey
running-shorts, taking them down all the way over his strong hairy legs.
Anthony kicked them to the carpeted floor and touched Timothy's face,
"Yeah, you like it to see a real man's cock."

Slowly his white Speedo briefs followed, his man cock sprang up and slapped
against his muscled belly. Timothy got rock hard and he was very excited,
his erect teen cock pressed against his boxers, he felt he was dripping and
he felt the warm wet spot growing around his cock-head. Timothy's cock was
begging to be released from its denim prison Anthony smiled when Timothy
tried to rearrange his hard cock inside his wrinkled Armani jeans,
"I won't tell anyone you are a little gay-boy, so no fears about that."

Timothy blushed even more and warm sweat was running over his red face.
Anthony bowed to him and licked some from his face. Timothy was shocked but
loved the feeling, he looked down on Anthony's huge exposed man cock, the
trimmed bush above it and Daddy Anthony's shaved smooth balls. The strong
man let him look for a few moments and stroked his huge man cock slowly to
give Timothy a better look at his growing erection. Anthony's foreskin moved
back over his cock-head, and Timothy's eyes were glued to the glistering
cock-head. Timothy's jaw dropped when he saw Daddy's cock up close. It must
be at least 8 inches in Timothy's innocent eyes and incredibly thick.
Timothy never saw such an huge man cock before!
Anthony said wide a grin on his handsome face,
"How about this my boy; we can spend some quality time together, if you can
make it."

Anthony saw the excitement and anxiety in Timothy's face and continued,
"Yeah, I'm sure we will have some fun together, boy."

Timothy reacted confused and shy, he mumbled,
"I want to stay, Anthony, sorry, I mean Daddy. Maybe I can stay the evening,
catch the late night train, I mean, just an option, sir."

"Good boy! You learn quickly, call me Daddy or Sir."
Anthony looked down and saw a big drop of pre-cum leaking from his Daddy's
cock. Daddy Anthony could catch it on his middle finger and brought his
finger to the red wet lips of the excited teen-boy next to him.
"Lick my finger, Timothy, it's good to taste Daddy's cum. Just be a good boy
and taste it."

Anthony knew the drop was not enough cum for Timothy to get a good taste,
but he wanted him to swallow it anyway. The boy hesitated before taking the
drop of pre-cum inside his mouth. After some seconds, he slowly licked
Anthony's finger clean and tasted Daddy's cum on his tongue. Daddy Anthony
said with a big smile on his face,
"Good son, lick my man milk, taste your Daddy's cum. Be a good son and
swallow Daddy's cum."

Timothy felt a warm good feeling through his young teen body; the way
Anthony called him `son' made him happy and horny, he felt accepted and
wanted. He swallowed his Daddy's pre-cum and thought it didn't taste bad at
all.
"Good boy, you swallowed my cum! You look so hot, doing so. You have a great
young body and Daddy is very proud."

Timothy nodded and found his tongue; he said again, this time eager and
proud,
"I am working very hard on my body, Daddy. I workout every morning and I'm a
member of our swimming team!"

"Sounds great to me, son! Lets cool you down. Take off your trendy T shirt
and I will get you a drink."
Anthony grabbed a can from the fridge and opened the Coke as he watched
Timothy finish taking off his T shirt. Timothy's chest was soft and smooth
and Anthony loved his little boy nipples, the boy's cute belly button, the
few little black hairs running down to the waistband of his wrinkled Armani
jeans.
The nearly naked boy was really Perfect for Anthony!
Anthony had great plans with this teen-boy.
Timothy had a shy grin on his face and Anthony got himself a Heineken beer,
opened it and took a swing.

"I'm hot too, son. Daddy will do the same,"
Anthony said and took off his own T shirt. Timothy looked longingly at the
man's powerful chest, his now exposed naked body. He whispered totally
impressed by his new friend, his Daddy,
"Wow, Daddy, you are hairy!"

"Yes, I know, my son. Was hairy from the beginning, believe me, your age I
was the most hairiest boy in my age group. I was really a young hairy stud."
Anthony laughed and flexed his prominent chest muscles to give Timothy a
good show, his hard cock throbbed and leaked more pre-cum on his strong
belly, and Timothy still horny for his hairy strong friend. Timothy
whispered impressed again,
"You still are a stud, Daddy!"

"That's one of the reasons I'm the Daddy here and you are my smooth little
teen- boy, my cute willing son. I will learn you a lot! It is great to have
you here, son."
Timothy felt so good and in reflex rubbed his hand over his smooth chest,
feeling his nipples; compared to Anthony he was nothing, just a little
smooth boy, but Daddy didn't seem to mind. Anthony smiled at him, it was
like he was reading Timothy's thoughts,
"You have a good body, son, I love smooth young guys, don't be shy, never!
Show your body to me all the way, son."

Timothy looked up at his powerful hero, stood and stripped down his wrinkled
Armani jeans. Timothy felt exposed, but didn't want to stop as Daddy Anthony
nodded his head. He lowered his black CK boxers and stood naked and cock shy
in front of Daddy Anthony. In reflex he covered his dripping hard teen cock
with his right hand. Anthony smiled at him, and without a word he took
Timothy's hand away,
"Never be shy around me, son."

Anthony took his time to have a good look at Timothy's young developing
body. He said still smiling,
"Believe your Daddy, be a proud boy. Timothy, believe in yourself! You have
a great young body and a great teen cock!"

They sat down on the couch, very close to each other, for a moment just two
naked guys, one younger and one somewhat older, with proud dripping
erections. Timothy relaxed and they talked again about Timothy's school and
his workout program, the swimming team and about his straight friends.
Anthony moved closer to Timothy and put his huge arm around him. Daddy
Anthony heard and felt the excitement in Timothy's breathing. Anthony hold
Timothy's hand, took it and place his hand on his firm erect cock-shaft and
said very gently,
"Let's play together, son. Feel my man cock, touch me."

Timothy nodded his blond head, it was real, he had his hand on another man's
cock! He stroked the skin of Anthony's shaft and moved his other hand inside
his own lap feeling his own begging teen boner. Anthony pulled his huge arm
tighter around Timothy's shoulders and pulled him even closer to his naked
hairy body. Timothy gave in, he rubbed his smooth cheek on Anthony's hairy
chest and groaned,
"Yes Daddy, this feels so good."

Daddy Anthony smiled at his boy and kissed the top of his blond head and
took his hand. He brought Timothy's hand to his hard cock again and they
slowly stroked Anthony's cock together. Daddy Anthony ran his hand over his
shaved smooth balls and said to the boy,
"Be gentle, touch my big smooth balls now, feel how full they are for you,
my young and proud Timothy."

Timothy slowly and tenderly touched the older man's balls, stroked the
trimmed hairy skin above Anthony's cock and a deep sigh came from his lips.
This was his wet dream!
Daddy Anthony brought his fingers to Timothy's open mouth and gently push
one, later two fingers inside. Timothy delicately sucked them, it was just a
reflex, but he didn't feel any shame doing so. Daddy Anthony ran his fingers
around Timothy's wet lips. Anthony bowed over to the boy, he nearly rolled
his heavy body on Timothy much lighter frame. The boy felt nearly crushed
against the couch, barely able to control his breathing, and he surrendered.
Timothy wanted Daddy Anthony so bad! He wanted to give him back the pleasure
Daddy was giving him. Daddy Anthony kissed his ears, the back of his shaved
neck, and he turned Timothy's blond head gently to the side and his tongue
found its way between his lips. It was Timothy's first man-man kiss ever,
gentle on his lips. Some seconds later Daddy pressed his tongue slowly
inside Timothy's mouth. A long intensive French kiss followed and they both
groaned with lust. Pleasure shot through Timothy like a lightning, it made
him seeing the bright stars. Daddy assured his boy,
"This is so good, my son. I love to touch you, to kiss you, to feel your
great body close to me."

Anthony hold Timothy tightly against him, he slowly pushed his blond head
down to his hard cock. Anthony's exposed cock-head pointed at his open mouth
and Daddy Anthony said,
"Stick your tongue out, son. Just do it, don't be shy, lick my Daddy cock
like a lollipop."

Timothy's tongue slide over Anthony's moist cock-head he tasted the dripping
pre-cum and felt wonderful tingles inside his belly. Anthony knew he would
enjoy being with Timothy even though he was inexperienced. He stood up from
the couch, towering naked and powerful over Timothy and faced his new young
friend. Anthony's boner was very hard and dripping; his balls were full, his
Daddy load was boiling. Anthony let the boy watch, giving him a good look of
his throbbing dripping man cock.
Anthony pointed to the floor in front of him and said firm but gentle,
"Timothy, I think you are ready, son. Get on your knees in front of me, my
boy."

Timothy followed Anthony's directions without questions and moved to the
floor. Daddy Anthony put his strong hands on his blond head and naked
shoulder and moved Timothy's face close to his crotch. Timothy smelled his
Daddy and was in heaven. Daddy brought his smooth face slowly to his low
hanging balls.
Timothy's smooth young face felt so wonderful against his shaved smooth full
balls and Daddy Anthony groaned. Now he ran his cock head over Timothy's wet
sensual lips. The boy stuck his tongue out in reflex and Daddy Anthony
rubbed his cock-head all over Timothy's tongue. Slowly he pulled back and
Daddy Anthony could see a thread of pre-cum running from his piss slit over
Timothy's tongue. Daddy saw his willing son took his pre-cum in and
swallowed.
Wow, Anthony liked that and groaned,
"You have to suck me now, son."

Timothy was still a little nervous but in a good way, he wanted to do
everything to please this man, `his new found Daddy'. Anthony was horny and
became eager to get sucked, he nearly ordered,
"Open your cute little mouth wide, son!"

"Wider, my son, you can do better than that!"
Anthony slide his man cock into Timothy's warm open mouth,
"Good boy! Just do your very best, you can take my huge Daddy cock. You are
so beautiful, so in need for my man cock, such a good willing boy."

Daddy Anthony grabbed Timothy's blond hair and took control of Timothy's
movements. He slowly moved his huge man cock-head in and out Timothy's wide
open mouth; the boy's lips were stretched over his cock. Timothy put his
hands on Daddy Anthony's hairy legs and pushed back at the deepest point of
his thrusts. Anthony took of Timothy's hands and hold his hands behind his
blond head, exposing his son's beautiful armpits. Daddy Anthony took long
passionate deep thrusts, the way a real Daddy should do it. Daddy Anthony
groaned and felt his boiling cum begin to rise, he got little bit more
aggressive when that happened and he was about to shoot is Daddy load!
Timothy felt Daddy's expanding man cock and heard his groans,
"Get ready boy! Oh, I feel it coming; Make Daddy happy, take my hot man
load, my son!"

Daddy Anthony felt his first big cum shot out of his man cock and deep into
Timothy's mouth. The boy trembled and his eyes opened wide, surprised to
feel Daddy's cum shooting in his throat, but the teen was eager to take his
Daddy's cum! Anthony's load kept firing out; a good seven shots of healthy
Daddy cum splashed in into Timothy's mouth.

"Keep it in your mouth, boy, taste it on your tongue! Don't swallow Daddy's
gift yet!"
Anthony ordered and let go of Timothy's blond head. His man cock was still
hard and he kept his cock inside Timothy's mouth till he softened up a
little. Anthony finally pulled back and looked into Timothy's filled mouth
to see his Daddy cum on his tongue. Finally Daddy said to his eager son,
"Be a good boy, swallow Daddy's load, my son."

Timothy did, he wanted and needed it all, he was hungry for it, but he was
still surprised and unsure of own actions. Anthony picked him up like a baby
and hold him in his huge arms,
"You were wonderful, Timothy. Son, you are such a good boy!"

Anthony hugged him and kissed his sweat covered face everywhere. Daddy
stretched his spent body on the couch and hold Timothy on top of him.
Timothy felt his hairy chest and pressed his smooth teen body down on him,
with a huge smile on his young face the teen said,
"Thank you, Daddy!"

"Good boy. You are an excellent lover, my son."
They shared a deep and passionate French kiss and hugged again. Anthony
pulled Timothy across his naked, hairy thighs, with Timothy's cock caught
between his hairy legs. Timothy loved the feel of Anthony's hairy legs, of
his man cock poking him in the stomach and his hand on his never touched
smooth white ass cheeks. It wasn't hard for Timothy to come this way; it was
hard to hold off! How to give it time? but it was a helpless effort for a
horny inexperienced teen. Timothy pressed his young body against his Daddy,
moved his hips, humping his Daddy's powerful body. Timothy was out of
control and he reached his climax in seconds. Daddy just whispered,
"Cum, son!"

Timothy lost his mind and groaned, he felt so good! Timothy, who was soon on
the edge, exploded!
His young teen load sprayed all over his own belly and chest, Daddy's hairy
legs and crotch, just everywhere. Daddy Anthony hold his trembling boy and
stroked his body all over,
"That's good, my son, give Daddy your cum."

Timothy looked up at Daddy and managed to whisper,
"Thanks, Daddy!"

Daddy Anthony hugged him and took his son by the hand. Moving into the
shower area of the bathroom. Daddy Anthony moved Timothy at his feet on the
tiled floor and turned the nozzles until he found the perfect setting of hot
and cold water. Anthony moved Timothy under the running water by his bicep,
it was a gentle but firm gesture. Daddy Anthony turned and grabbed a bottle
of `Musk shower gel for men' and lathered his hands with it, getting his
hands covered in soap.
Daddy's hands started to rub Timothy's young pecs, moving in slow circles
around his sensitive nipples; Daddy took his time and gave Timothy's little
nipples a small grab and played with them slowly afterwards.
Timothy loved it and moaned,
"Oh yeah Daddy, nobody played with my nipples before this way. It feels so
good, Daddy!"

Daddy Anthony's hands moved to his abs, where his hands followed the outline
of each muscle of Timothy's developing six pack. Running his powerful hands
up and down each side of Timothy's smooth soft teen body, letting the steam
and warm water do its work. Slowly Daddy's hands moved down to Timothy's
semi hard cock and he stroked it slowly and playfully. He wrapped one hand
around the base of Timothy's teen cock and started to slide up and down,
making Timothy very hard again in a flash. Daddy's other hand moved to
Timothy's tight balls and Daddy started to rub and massage them, kneading
them firmly. Timothy's blond head felled back as a long moan escapes his
lips; pleasure and a little strange pain hit his young body,
"Oh yes, Daddy, stroke my cock please."

Daddy Anthony continued to move his hand up and down Timothy's hard teen
cock until another moan escaped from his lips. Timothy got crazy now, his
breathing became irregular, his body trembled and he lost control. Timothy
groaned,
"Daddy!"

He blasted his load of teen cum all over Daddy's body and against the shower
wall. Spurt after spurt of his cum spilled onto Daddy, the wall and tiled
floor. Finally Timothy's climax ended and his breathing came back to normal
after a couple of minutes.
The running water washed away the mess and Daddy Anthony wrapped a big white
towel around his waist as they headed back to the living room. Timothy
stayed naked and they had some supper, a great Italian pasta. Timothy liked
this so much, it him made me feel so sexy, being naked in front of Daddy and
touching himself and Daddy openly.
Sitting on the couch again, they touched everywhere, stroking their cocks
and balls, as they sat just inches from each other. Daddy Anthony studied
his new boy and they laughed about shared little gay jokes. Anthony made
Timothy feel proud about his young teen cock. Timothy was hard all the time
and loved it all the way, he wondered what the future had in store for him.


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